Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

In horror, Natalie stumbled backward involuntarily and almost fell.

Shane quickly let go of the hospital bed and gripped Natalie in alarm, pulling her into his arms. “What’s wrong?”

Natalie looked after the departing hospital bed, then composed herself. When she turned to smile at Shane, it was almost a grimace. “It’s nothing. I was just surprised by Ms. Graham’s scars.”

Shane nodded in understanding.

Afterward, when he had gotten used to it, they’d ceased to bother him.

“Jacqueline got her scars from multiple operations,” Shane explained to Natalie as they walked towards Jacqueline’s hospital room.

Natalie had almost recovered her wits entirely by then. She tilted her head and looked at Shane curiously. “Has Ms. Graham really gone for so many operations?”

“Yep. A tumor grew in Jacqueline’s head when she was in a vegetative state. Due to its location, No doctor dared to remove it completely. The portion of the tumor that was left behind kept growing, so multiple surgeries had to be done to keep it in check,” Shane said, sighing.

“Ah, I see.” Comprehension dawned on Natalie, and she nodded. “Then, has the tumor in Ms. Graham’s head been completely removed by Stanley?”

Shane nodded again.

to admit that

character, however, was an entirely different matter

eventually

by then and was sitting in bed propped up by pillows.

darkened. She pushed the cup of water away from her lips

table and threw the straw away. He turned, beaming, towards Shane and Natalie. “What took

held up on the way here,” Shane answered briefly. Turning towards the pale Jacqueline and, his expression

shook her head but did not

his lips and said to Jackson and Natalie, “You two head out first. I’ll have a chat with

mind and left the room. Jackson followed

two of them walked over to some seats along the corridor and sat

Shane?” Jackson asked casually, reclining in his seat with his hands

darted a glance at the hospital room

few days ago. After all, Shane hasn’t come

Not even once?

by this information. She ruffled her hair to conceal her astonishment, then commented, “He was probably

replied. He shrugged his shoulders and said nothing. His gaze, however, was fixed steadfastly on the floor, and Natalie couldn’t guess what was running

too familiar with Jackson. She remained